The war is not over, the war continues!

The flesh mill has not stopped, and the blood in the sky is still condensing!

The earth shook, the rivers broke off, the mountains collapsed, the space shattered, the flames burst out, the frost was everywhere, and the stone forests towered...... War, war! This is the final battlefield, this is the final battle!

The speeding ship moved forward with the wind, like a charging cavalry, splitting the clouds, splitting the thunder and lightning, splitting the wind, and splitting the sky!

The greedy and degenerate die by a misfortune - there is no good or evil on the battlefield, and the battlefield is echoing 'Crush! Crushed! 'A high-pitched battle song!

Immortals and demons are in the same mortal world, and gods and Buddhas also have greed, facing the temptation of such a treasure. Almost no one is immune.

The sky above the clouds had cracked open to the dark void, and something outside the door poked its head out of it, wanting to take the opportunity to enter the beautiful and delicious Three Thousand Worlds......

But!

The sword light flashed again, and it was as beautiful as a falling cherry blossom!

Chop, chop!

The deafening and bewildering cry of something outside the door reached the ears of the monks, and how many monks died?

Can't be counted, no one counts!

The blood was covered with another layer of blood, the blood seeped into the ground, the corpses covered the ground, the flames burned, and how many ashes!

The invisible hand grabbed the object outside the door, and then it was slaughtered-

They are hunters to the weak, but they can only be prey in front of the stronger, and struggling is also useless!

The screams passed through thousands of miles and reached the ears of mortals, so that they couldn't help but shiver, and the children, cats and dogs all ran back to their homes, hiding in the house and not daring to come out.

Other colors appeared on the blood-colored earth, black, purple, green, or blue, and the hunter became prey, fertilizer for the growth of the Three Thousand Worlds.

The wind howled, the flames burned, the meteorites fell to the ground, the cold wind swept across the land, the blizzard blew suddenly, and the cannon fire still roared.

Some people say: "Big is good, more is beautiful, 100 billion turrets, 100 billion stars!" ”

Someone said: "There is nothing in the world that can't be solved by five big fireballs, and if there is, then five more shots!" ”

Someone said: "The sword is pointed at the direction, and no one survives!" ”

There are also people who say: "The ice wind does not stop, the flames do not go out, and within ten thousand miles, everything is lifeless!" ”

Destruction! Destroy!

The mountain peaks are shattered, the world is turned upside down, and the stars are moving!

The scorching sun and the cold moon hung in the sky together, high in the sky.

The space is shattered, the turbulence is rampant, and the monk is cut in half, his arm is broken, and he is beheaded!

The war is still not over, the war is still going on!

Laughter, roaring, roaring!

Crying, crying, crying - it's crazy!

Those who do not measure themselves die without a place to be buried, and there is no corpse to die!

The trembling can't be stopped, the fear can't be suppressed, the crying and madness can't stop the sword qi and sword light, and the flames and ice can't stop it!

The blood melted into the lake, the river, and the sea, dyeing a large area red, and a little embellishment made it even more bewitching!

O fire that burns the sky and boils the sea, who is it burning?

Who has been torn apart by the wind that swept the heavens and the earth?

Lightning and thunder, thunder rolling, and tearing the body of something apart?

Scream, cry, shout, continue to pray to Heaven for another chance, and—

Die!

Sluggishness, feces and urine flying - scared, crazy, but unfortunately there is no chance!

Let's take one last look at the sun and the moon, last think of my wife and children, and finally think about the things I regret, the things I regret, the things I am happy about, and the things that I am sad about...... Then, die!

It doesn't matter here that the achievements of the thousands of years, the country and the city, and the name of the history are not important here, so die!

What else do you want to see? Still thinking about it? What are the unfulfilled wishes? Is there still hatred in your heart?

In the face of death, these are like smoke!

The powerful stand in the sky, a true immortal and a true demon, a heavenly god and Buddha, and the evil demon does not want to give up this excellent opportunity, and the sword immortal is not too interested, because the ancient relic is not a sword!

Dongji True Immortal, Qingyun Dao Man, Sakura Sword Saint, Heavenless Great Sage, Five Flavor Cave Master, Tongtian Monkey King, Heavenly Fire Demon Lord, Fuhai Sect Master, Liuliu Sanren...... One by one, powerful monks with a resounding reputation attacked each other, swords, swords, thunder, and fire!

Yin and yang, whale swallows heaven and earth!

In the sleeve, the Buddha country in the palm of your hand!

The air seemed to evaporate, and blood-colored rain fell from the sky.

When Xie Lingyun and the others arrived, they saw such a scene!

The red sky, the blood-colored earth, the rivers and the ocean of the same color, only a little light in between......

Everyone stopped, and the little light in the middle was what they wanted, and now, it was finally about to be born!

It's coming, it's finally here, that's what they want!

Only a few people still kept a calm gaze, among them were Qingyun and Sakura Sword Saint...... I don't know why they're here!

One powerful breath after another swept across the earth, far, farther...... The monks of the surrounding states sensed the birth of the treasure, but when they looked this way, they were frightened, and then they did not fight the idea of the treasure.

What was that like? There are many strong people, and the blood is flowing...... Who's got a bad brain and wants to grab that thing?

Xingchen and they all stayed in place, only Xie Lingyun looked at Qingyun's back...... There was doubt in his heart, and it was also revealed in his eyes.

If that's right, it's not the teacher! He doesn't have the temperament and aura that a teacher has in him...... So, who is he? How can it be so powerful? Why impersonate a teacher?

Something outside the door reached in, and although it was dangerous inside, wasn't it quiet now? The temptation inside. There are too many confusions, and they can't suppress their desires. Hope!

That little bit of light came through another dimension, because it was not in the Three Thousand Worlds, but in another enclosed space.

The things outside the door screamed, and their outstretched tentacles were burned, simply because there was only a little light......

This time their screams didn't kill anyone, and it was because of that little light......

The light is getting brighter and brighter......

Look, it's a sun!

The light that was impossible to look at jumped out of another dimension and came to the land of the Three Thousand Worlds......

The monks who had stopped looked at each other a few times, and suddenly raised their hands, and their faces suddenly became hideous!

Bloom like a flower!

Brilliant, dazzling, brilliant are not enough to describe that light!

"Ahh

Contrary to what they thought, when the light bloomed, the light was not dazzling, but gave them a warm feeling. But at this time, they heard someone screaming!

Suddenly opened his eyes and narrowed again, but found that he ...... This piece of light is not dazzling!

"What!?" Then, their eyes were drawn to a cry of surprise.

The flesh is reunited, as if it were a time-lapse force, and the flesh on the ground is condensed again—they are resurrected! The dead monks are resurrected!

Xie Lingyun dared to say that if he hadn't rushed here because he had sensed Qingyun's breath before, he would definitely regret it for the rest of his life!

The monks present wondered if they had gone mad and why they had seen such a ...... Unbelievable ...... Made, this is a blast!

The devastated earth was restored, and the dead monks were resurrected, but only those who died in this battle, and those who died before that......

Xie Lingyun pinched his arm, his face twitched, it hurt, it's true!

Look at it again, huh? Why is the man disguised as a teacher gone?

For a while, Xie Lingyun's heart was full of doubts!

What the hell is going on? What about the Ancient Killing?

And, what about the ancient relics? Why is it gone?

What the hell is going on?

…………

"After all these years......"

"You've been dead for so many years......"

"You actually calculated me once......"

"But ......"

"Harmless ......"

"Qingyun? Xu Ying? Is this your backhand......"

"Funny ......"